I could smell my own skin burning. I was in so much pain but I couldn't move or cry out. I couldn't even open my eyes. It was noon and the sun was at its peak. This was the worst thing that could possibly happen to a vampire.
I could hear windows crashing and doors being broken down all around me and I could only lay there, defenseless. Screams all around me. The smell of burning flesh. The window closest to me shattered and every ray of sunshine brought fresh stabs of pain that were exponentially worse than the pain I had only seconds ago. I would die for good today. I kept forcing myself to shut out the pain. What was happening? I heard more screams, felt anguish from both people and vampires, and kept being brought back to the pain. There was a thick cloud of smoke around my burning face. "Hey Steve! Look what we have here! It's that little Stackhouse whore! Looks like she's not just fuckin' vampires anymore- she is a fuckin' vamp!" Newlin. Steve Newlin was here. And then I was even more sure that I would die today.
A voice I didn't know was next. "Well shit Jay! Too bad a pretty little thing like that's gotta fuck dead men. Probably fucks dead women too!" They laughed at this, until one started making gurgling sounds as a blade ran across his throat. The laughter stopped and the men started yelling. Footsteps ran away from my savior. I heard yelling again, but this time it was different.
"I got the curtains!" a familiar voice said. Then I felt Eric's presence for the first time since I felt the burning. He was up and moving, but hurt as well. I felt his cold hands tapping against my face, trying to put out any fire that might still be burning away. Darkness. It was dark again, but I still couldn't find a way to let him know that I was somewhere in this burning carcass. Eric's arm reached under my head and his other arm under my knees and I felt him lift me off of the bed and carry me away. I recognized the cold iron of the bathtub and felt the spray of cold water from above.
"Keep the door shut. Don't let anyone else in here." I heard Eric tell the other person, and then I felt him leave. He ran down the hallway to Pam and I hoped that she was in better shape than I was. Judging by the relief he felt a few seconds later, she was. His mind was sprinting and felt him sink from relief to fear before I fell back into death.